fake cornflakes and orange c, mixed with waitrose own orange juice cos i didnt have enough to make a proper glassful.

thought for the morning: why is there so often a small puddle of piss under every male urinal, even in posh offices where nobody (probably) is drunk? is there a common yet unspoken fear of urinals that means men are shaking and cowering away from them whilst weeing? maybe its like the scene in IT and they think pennywise willcome out and touch their winkie whilst screaming 'dont you want it? dONT YOU WANNA BALLOOOON GEORGIE?'

it doesn't make any sense. sometimes i am staggered by the inaccuracy of some men.

do you not think there's a bit of a chicken and egg situation, though? nobody wants to stand very close to a disgusting urinal, so you take a step back and have a long shot. if you're of masterful accuracy that's fine but if you miss the next guy has to stand further back still...